"Wont you Smile?" (Discontinued)

Chapter Six: Homeroom

I had stopped screaming when she placed her warm hand on my shoulder but the adrenaline still corsed threw my body. Her eyes made there own ocean of sea weed outside her obsidian pupils. She wore a white dress with a long black sleeve T-shirt under it. Well it was white. Now it had blotches of crimson strewn about and bits of rock that had separated from the concrete.
"Hey are you ok?" She asked in a silky smooth voice. For a moment, only a moment I wanted to hug her and burry my bloody face onto the crook of her neck, like when my mother was alive, but reality tugged me back.
I nodded stiffly then got up brushing myself off. The crowed of chatty students had silenced and where watching our every move. Great. Now I was the center of attention, exactly what I'd strived to avoid.
Hopping no one had noticed any of the scars across my arms I picked my bandages, wrapping them up and any extra that could be spared, around my head wound. The school bells screech filled the quite as I walked through the crowed. Others soon followed after me into class.
Trying to avoid any other human contact, I pulled the schedule they sent in the mail.
Henry E. Witsome
Grade: 9th
Homeroom: Berk 106
The halls were starting to fill with students and rushing teachers. Each door had a faded number painted on it and some had drawings in marker. Greenman 103, Holt 104, Stephenberg 105, Berk 106.
Mr or Ms Berks door had scratchs carved into the wood frame and inappropriate drawings on the frosted glass. A few pieces of gum had been stuck to the floor, some still dripping with saliva. Gross.
I pushed the door handle with ease but it made a long howl like nails on a chalk board. A woman in a black button up shirt and a deep sea blue skirt was writing at a large desk. Some how she didn't hear the door opening or my foot steps on the worn laminate tile. Her head was bent over the paper making blond hair from her scalp fall around her face.
Not minding the silence I walked over to one of the many desks strewn around the room, seating myself. My bag wasn't too big so it fit just fine between me and the chair backing. Suddenly the door swung wide hitting the wall hard enough to pull Ms.Berk out of her trance.
"Oh welcome to hoomroom!" She greeted the group of girls that had walked in.
"Thanks," One said chewing her bubble gum with an open mouth, making a rather unpleasant noise. The other two that has followed her in not saying a word but acted as if she were a goddess. They sat in the back of the room and as soon as their butts hit their seats students flooded in.
Not really caring who was in my homeroom seeing I wouldn't be befriending them I pulled out a book and started to read. After a few pages a small tap on my shoulder caused me to look up.
Next to me sat the girl who crashed into me this morning.
"Hello!"